The ward of the Emergency Center of Chihu Public National Hospital is not large in size. A bed is placed, with vital sign monitors, concentrated oxygen ventilators, skin interventional health care devices, etc., etc., which are full of medical instruments.

Walking into it, Zhang Jiao looked at the bearded Crazy Army who was fixed on the bed with a wide rubber rope, pondered for two or three seconds, reached out and pressed his empty sleeve, pulled the rubber rope a few more times, and said with a smile: "It's tied up quite strongly, but he's like this, is it still necessary?"

The director brought two 'adults' to the gate, and the military and police guarding the gate followed in with a flattering look. Hearing this, he hurriedly explained: "Sir, the tying of this crazy army is to fix his body so as to avoid secondary damage to the fractured area."

"That's the case, then he is already disabled now, right?" Zhang Jiao said sharply again.

"I'm just guarding and don't understand too much," said the gatekeeper: "But I heard from the doctor before that he really couldn't completely recover.

And a madman who is full of blood debt like this will definitely be sentenced to death, and it will be meaningless even if he can recover."

"That's not necessarily true," Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "If valuable information can be provided, he will not be sure to die."

When he said these words, Zhang Jiao kept glaring at the corner of his eyes, but found that he only had the expression of glaring from beginning to end, his eyes full of anger and hatred.

Waving his hand to let the military and police guarding the gate go out, Zhang Jiao suddenly reached out and disconnected the belt that blocked the crazy army's mouth. He suddenly heard a foul curse, which made his ears buzz.

He was scolded for no reason and his expression did not change at all. He just observed more seriously for a while. Crazy Jun's face became more and more red because of the hoarseness of his mouth. He reached out and crushed his chin directly.

No matter what Zhang Jiao was doing before, Su Shu, who was the real person in charge of the ward, did not interfere, but when he saw this scene, he finally couldn't hold back.

He said dissatisfiedly: "Guest Zhang, in the crazy army attack last night, Chihu City only captured this one living person."

In fact, she was not angry that Zhang Jiao committed cruel corporal punishment on the Crazy Army, but she felt that he did this without ventilation, which was an offense to his dignity.

Although everyone is secretly allies, mutual respect is also necessary.

Zhang Jiao heard that Su Shu was a little angry and hurriedly explained: "Director Su, morale has always been like "one-stop, then decline, and then three-in-one."

Even the dead soldiers who were determined to sacrifice their lives to serve the country usually went through a lot of hardships and risked the risk of being doomed.

I did another vigorous battle. After killing countless people, I was seriously injured and captured. Their spirits must have been discharged.

When I hear that I have a chance to survive, even if I don’t surrender, I will at least hesitate.

But since the crazy army on the bed entered the door, no matter what I said or did, the hatred has never changed. He still looks fearless and cannot ask anything even if he uses his means.

So when I heard him curse, I showed no mercy and directly crushed his chin to avoid continuing to shave and make people upset."

"Actually, I didn't expect to get any useful confession," Su Shu's expression calmed down after hearing this, "But you just hinted that the attack of the Crazy Army last night might be related to supernatural..."

"That's just because the Western Qin Crazy Army was about to sneak into Jiangchu from the eastern line," Zhang Jiao shook his head and interrupted Su Shu's words, "I must have to bypass the tiger's crossing, so I had a sudden idea.

There is no practical basis, you don't have to care."

While speaking, Zhang Jiao carefully sensed the crazy army on the hospital bed and found that at such a close distance, he still did not notice any signs of mental pollution.

But he was still worried and stretched out his hand to rub the crazy army.

Seeing Zhang Jiao's strange behavior, Su Shu behind him felt nothing to say for a moment, and Zhou Zhuqing couldn't help but look shocked.

Zhang Jiao touched him for a while without hesitation, and finally confirmed that he was suspicious. The crazy army on the hospital bed was not polluted by supernatural pollution, but just a simple war madman. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He turned around and pointed at the bearded Crazy Army as if nothing had happened, and said to Su Shu: "It seems that this rubbish has no value at all."

As soon as I said this, a dull sound of "thump" suddenly sounded outside the door.

Zhang Jiao responded as soon as possible. When his body shook, he was already blessed with his supernatural powers and stood in the corridor outside the ward.

At this time, two military police officers from the Chihu Procuratorate Office guarding outside the door had already collapsed.

Another military policeman squatted with a gun, making a standard preparatory shooting posture and staring around, as if looking for an invading enemy.

Zhang Jiao could see at a glance that the fallen military police were not attacked, but seemed to have fainted after a sudden illness.

He stepped forward and flipped over the eyelids of the fallen military police, confirmed his judgment and said to the military police who were shooting: "No enemy is here.

I went to the doctor and said someone suddenly fainted."

Although Jiang Chu's senior consultant of the Provincial Military Reserve Department only has treatment and no real power, it is for cadres of a certain level.

The military and police in the border town naturally did not dare to disobey Zhang Jiao's wishes, so they hurriedly got up and ran to the doctor's duty room of the emergency center.

At this time, Su Shu and Zhou Zhuqing also left the ward.

Seeing a military policeman falling, Su Shu said with a gloomy face: "Consultant Zhang, what's going on?"

Zhang Jiao replied: "Director Su is fine, your subordinates fainted from an emergency attack."

Su Shu frowned and said, "The acute illness occurs, no, all the members of our Chihu City Military Police Prosecutor's Office have a comprehensive physical examination every six months.

Not to mention warriors or monks, even ordinary people are strong enough to become bulls. How could they suddenly faint?"

"Maybe it's because of the recent practice," Zhang Jiao said: "Some hidden danger left behind, it suddenly happened.

My judgment should be correct.”

While speaking, the emergency doctor and the nurse were already hurriedly pushing the cart and running over.

After conducting a preliminary examination on the fallen military and police, he was lifted onto the cart and ran to the treatment room.

Su Shu, who was standing by, was in danger of being responsible for the Director of the Military Police Prosecutor's Office of Chihu City, was not afraid of his subordinates leaving in danger, and also chased the cart into the treatment room.

A few minutes later, she walked out, looked at Zhang Jiao who was waiting outside the treatment room, and said, "Consultant Zhang, your judgment is correct.

The doctor passed the CT examination and said it was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

A large blood vessel in the left brain was blocked by a clot that looked like a small stone."

Zhang Jiao said: "Ceruption of cerebrovascular is very dangerous. Do you need my help?
Chapter completed!